The sun was setting over the small town of Millfield, casting a golden glow across the fields and the woods beyond. In the distance, birds chirped and sang their final songs before settling down for the night. But there was one sound that didn't belong: a faint whispering that seemed to be coming from deep within those woods. No one in Millfield could explain it, but everyone had heard it at least once. Some people said it was just the wind playing tricks on them, while others claimed it was something far more sinister.